Silent Crown Chapter 99: I played it with you
When the night finally appeared, the dark night sky was enveloped by black clouds. Baidu search for Geli Literature Net
This is a dull night, everything is shrouded in darkness.
In the intricate terrain of Xiacheng District, Ye Qingxuan huddled up behind the broken shed, breathing hard.
He felt that his leg was almost broken and he couldn't run at all. But that kind of chill and hideousness still hung over him.
That feeling... is called fear.
The monster grinds his teeth and **** blood in the dark, and the low footsteps linger where he can't see, turning to the left and right, looking for the trail of the prey.
Ye Qingxuan doesn't know if he has gotten rid of it, but the cursed song still lingers in his ears, making his mind uneasy for a moment:
"God, please be merciful, I knelt down in the river of soul, trying to wash away the dirt! God, please redeem me, the curse has passed my waist, can you hear my pleading ?
God, please give me a gift, the blood has flowed over my neck, I whine and try to get rid of it... La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la... Lala..."
The singing sound like an evil spirit made his body tremble, unable to restrain himself.
How long has it passed?
He doesn't know... He doesn't even have time to think about how long this absurd hunt has been going on.
From the first moment when he encountered the monster, he understood that the events and unthinkable terrible legends described in those documents and files were true.
Only such terrible monsters will leave such legends. But why does Avalon have such a thing that is completely out of specification!
Why that monster. Will stare at yourself?
When the low footsteps sounded from the surroundings again, he was almost suffocated.
For a whole afternoon, he tried to do everything possible to get rid of him. Or...kill him! But it never happened.
Whether he rushed into the crowd of Huo Bin, or jumped into the sewer, or got into the abandoned steel factory... he didn't get rid of the monster.
The crowd of Huo Bin will be driven by the monster in a blood-stained straight line, and when they come out of the sewer, they will hear terrible singing that follows the shadows. When they ran into the abandoned steel factory... but they seemed to step in. In the hunting grounds of this monster.
He tried various methods to kill him, frost ray, burning hand...
Even if he grabbed an army crossbow in the chaos, he cruelly pulled the trigger at the monster. But it is still in vain.
I hit it.
The crossbow arrow passed through the chest, and the end feathers entered. Then he sawed open the wound slowly. Pull out the arrow that pierced the stomach and throw it on the ground.
From that moment, Ye Qingxuan understood one thing.
——The reason why a monster is a monster is because it cannot be killed!
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In the dark. The touring footsteps finally disappeared, but the singing of the Wraith Spirit still lingered in his ears, making his soul uneasy.
He panted, stroking the open wounds on his body that looked like big mouths.
The result of being swept a little bit by the bone saw is the skin and flesh rolling. If he hadn't cruelly frozen the wound, he would almost die of blood loss.
For the whole afternoon, the monster had countless opportunities to kill himself, but he just kept playing with him, making him run away on the edge of fear. It’s like playing with the food on the plate...
"***."
He whispered and clenched his fists angrily.
But before the voice fell, a familiar tremor rose from the chest. Make him lower his head subconsciously.
Immediately afterwards, he heard a cracking sound.
Behind him, the dilapidated shed shattered and fell apart under the sweep of the bone saw!
Everything blocked in front of the saw was sawn in two. If Ye Qingxuan hadn't bowed his head, his head would still be included...
In the darkness, the hoarse singing was loud. The blood gurgled.
The pale light came from nowhere, illuminating the disturbing manic shadow. No matter how he runs. They are always covered by the shadows of monsters, and there is nowhere to escape.
"Asshole, I played it with you!"
In the middle of the hunt, he suddenly stood still, turned and glared at the monster: "There is a fart for hunting down! Have the ability to kill me head-on!"
The monster seemed to have been stunned by his courage, standing in astonishment.
Ye Qingxuan's eyes were angry, and his mouth quickly began to chant syllables, and the flickering ether gathered from the void. In his mind, a vague rune quickly became clear with the chanting.
The hand in his pocket quietly pressed the button of the Double Snake Timepiece, awakening the power in it. So in an instant, the ether he sensed doubled, making the ether in his hand more frantic.
In the gathering of the ether, the young man roared and clenched his fists, and rushed toward the monster in front of him resolutely.
As if admiring his courage, the butcher stood there.
The singing voice of the resentful spirit became clearer, and it raised the bone saw silently, waiting for the young man to rush over like a moth into the fire. But just in Ye Qingxuan's footsteps, there was a sudden stop, and he suddenly threw what he was holding in his hand forward.
Under the mask, the butcher's pupils were stagnant, stinged by the intense light on his face.
The moment it took off from Ye Qingxuan's hand and flew out, the constrained ether finally formed the structure of notes, rubbing against each other fiercely, releasing the brilliance like the scorching sun.
The most effective and amplified note application-‘light’!
Put a woolen thread, look at my notes confuse your face!
The butcher subconsciously stretched out his hands to cover his eyes, but the young man stood there, raised his hands, and chanted the syllables again almost frantically.
The instant phonograph-the mirror!
In an instant, the interlaced mirrors emerged from the void, joined each other to form a matrix, and surrounded the butcher. The violent light was instantly amplified by a hundred times, refracting from all directions, and there was no way to dodge it!
The butcher roared, the bone saw in his hand swept across the turbulent mirror, and also completely wiped out the light source floating in the air.
But when the momentary shining light dissipates. There is no young figure in the same place.
... ran away? !
The air still echoed with the triumphant laughter of the young man who was unable to escape: It’s so exciting to run away after pretending to be done!
The butcher roared and roared, the bone saw in his hand swayed frantically. The low shed was demolished to pieces.
After a long time, he finally calmed down, silently escaped into the shadows, followed the breath that was gradually wafting in the air, and chased straight in the direction where the young man had escaped.
The Noda Labyrinth in the Xiacheng District is his hunting ground. A lost boy is here and can’t get out!
Just when he followed the smell of blood that was gradually dissipating in the air. When he finally found the boy's trail, his footsteps came to a halt.
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The butcher stood outside the abandoned and dilapidated building complex. Staring silently at his feet. Under his feet, there was a winding crack, like a trace of a frenzied blade.
In the crack, a trace of blood escaped. In the air, there is a hint of sweetness that is not easily detectable.
At first glance, it's just a bland crack. But the butcher bent down and stared at it intently, his eyes flashing with ** and regret.
——This is a tag.
Just as the beasts divide their own territory with each other, in the great Avalon, the monsters will also divide their territory with each other.
That is the boundary marker of the predators. Once you cross it, you will only fight to death.
The butcher got up and left.
A hoarse sigh remained in the wind. It seemed to express regret for the young man who jumped into **** on his own initiative.
After all, there are always some monsters who like to eat more than the ‘gluttony’ themselves, and never get tired of eating too much...
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In the ruins. Ye Qingxuan panted and collapsed to the ground, unable to get up again.
He felt that all his strength was used up in the run, and now even if the monster catches up, he doesn't have the energy to escape.
Just let him get rid of it.
He lowered his head in frustration and closed his eyes. Waiting for death... But after a long time, the butcher didn't feel emotion. He was prepared to find a monster staring at him after opening his eyes. But after opening his eyes, there was still nothing in front of him.
The Flesh Butcher disappeared.
Did he get rid of it?
He was stunned in disbelief. After a long time, he couldn't help but want to laugh: it was almost like a joke.
Go out and buy a marble on the street, somehow encounter a group of thugs Huo Bin, somehow are chased down, somehow carry the baby, and then be chased and killed by a monster for so long...
"What the **** is going on."
He suppressed his anger, got up from the ground with difficulty, and hobbled on the wall. No matter what, this matter is finally over.
But soon, the cruel reality slapped him mercilessly: the end? Dream it!
In the long night, he looked around the dilapidated ruins, trying to figure out where he was in Xiacheng. But just in the darkness, a strange sound came from far away.
His footsteps stopped, and he turned his head in silence to listen.
Vague cries came from the wind, with sorrow and pain, the cries spread into the darkness, like drenched hair wrapped around him.
Ye Qingxuan stared silently in the direction from which the cry came, then decisively and quickly stopped, turned around, and drove away in the other direction without nostalgia. .
Go to the cries of his mother, uncle, I have had enough!
Gradually, the cry was inaudible, but his footsteps gradually slowed down.
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Is it really good to leave like this? At least go back and have a look? Even the characters in all horror novels are so dead.
But in this long dark night, in a quiet place, why would anyone be reduced to crying like a resentful spirit?
He stood silently in the silent darkness, looking back at his back. Behind him was nothing but empty darkness.
"I must die by myself if I die."
Ye Qingxuan rubbed his face a little irritably, yelled two frantically, and kicked over the trash at his feet. Then, turned around and walked in the direction from which the cry came.
So the weak and sad crying sounded again.
Getting closer, getting closer.
Ye Qingxuan held his breath, approached silently, tiptoed against the wall, and stuck his head out of the corner little by little, looking at the place where the cry was coming from.
Blood is all over the floor. (To be continued)